<t>((if this is unacceptable, will edit. but thought it would be funny to add maybe. after all, Zarae is a klepto, and has [i:3cakotpp]alot [/i:3cakotpp]of skills in pick-pocketing and stealth))<br/> <br/> Zarae gave a sly grin upon the notice of the games, "[color=#BF0000:3cakotpp]cheat[/color:3cak...

<t>((been wondering where all yall were. check in often to see. <br/> sorry not been around, classes and some real life struggles kicking my butt, majorly. but anyway...<br/> had a post, but the stupid computer messed it up or lost it and it didnt show up. so gave up on that one.))<br/> <br/> "[colo...

<r>not that I am in this one, (alot of these get to far and dont have time to catch up with what's going on so havent been able to join alot of threads) but some folks still around <E>:D</E> even if not able to write anything good (why been also hesitent to join, dont wanna ruin a good story). <br/>...

Zarae accepted the decline, but she had wanted to offer a chance anyway. when the others joined in, she remained quiet watching the two newcomers and finishing anything left of the food in front of her, curious about the bluntness of the drowess too and 'werefox'(?) .

<t>The twins were not awoken and left to rest in peace. The lizard was back in its stall, the boat back as it was and everything appearing normal. When Zarae moved, now nearly lunch time, pain rushed through her sore body. The wounds still fresh and throbbing. She contemplated staying there all day ...